Chapter 12

"Indeed, you are very smart." Su Zhong held the blade between two fingers, continuously channeling his inner strength into Tian Boguang's body. Visible to the naked eye, a cold mist rapidly rose from Tian Boguang's body, and white frost began to form on his eyebrows and hair.

"You never provoke those with great wealth and power, only targeting ordinary people. Coupled with your superb lightness skills, this is how you've managed to remain carefree until today. Aren't you smart?" Su Zhong continued.

Hearing these words, everyone present became thoughtful. Upon reflection, they realized it was indeed true. Tian Boguang never committed crimes within the territories of major sects. He always operated between smaller forces, making a big noise but never offending true dominant figures.

"Young brother, what you say is not wrong. Now that I think about it, it is indeed so. Tian Boguang is truly a bully who fears the strong and bullies the weak." Linghuchong took a large sip of wine and sighed in relief. He had been playing along with Tian Boguang for many days, fearing that Yilin would be harmed. Seeing Tian Boguang restrained, he felt a great sense of relief and no longer had to strain his mind to act.

Su Zhong continued to channel his inner strength, unblocking the twelve main meridians and then the Ren and Du meridians. Although he had just entered the innate realm, innate was still innate. The quality and quantity of his inner strength were far beyond what Tian Boguang could compare to.

Although Tian Boguang had also unblocked the twelve main meridians and reached the peak of the acquired realm, making him a top-notch expert in the martial world, his proud and powerful inner strength was like snow melting in boiling water when faced with Su Zhong's domineering Bodhi True Qi, quickly disintegrating.

As the cold mist rose, Tian Boguang couldn't even beg for mercy. In no time, he was frozen to death by Su Zhong's cold inner strength!

A corpse emitting cold mist caused a chill to sweep through the entire Huiyan Tower, as if they had entered an ice cellar.

Linghuchong, however, laughed heartily, "Young brother, you have excellent skills. In this scorching weather, you actually thought of this method to cool down. Excellent skills!"

Su Zhong released his fingers and gently pushed.

Bang!

Tian Boguang's stiff corpse fell to the ground with a loud thud, but he still maintained the posture of his hands clasped together. Even the expression of despair and hatred on his face was vivid, causing the onlookers to shiver involuntarily.

"Such a ruthless method! Who is this person?!"

"Shh! Do you want to die?!"

"Such domineering inner strength!"

Linghuchong's hand paused in the act of drinking, then he continued as if nothing had happened, but he felt a new sense of caution towards Su Zhong. This person who treated killing as a game made Linghuchong uncomfortable, and he seemed like a demon. However, since Su Zhong had saved him and he didn't know Su Zhong's identity, he wouldn't make hasty judgments. Though he disliked it, he didn't show it on his face.

"Amitabha..." The little nun began chanting the "Sutra of the Past Vows" again.

Su Zhong looked at Yilin, seeing her sincere face, unsure whether to call her innocent or naive. But these were not his concern; he was only interested in Linghuchong. More accurately, he was interested in Feng Qingyang.

After advancing to the innate realm, Su Zhong's inner strength progressed slowly. The "Bodhi Sutra" was different from other internal arts; it emphasized the realm of mind. If Su Zhong wanted to improve, he had to hone his sword heart. Only by purifying his heart could his inner strength advance.

How to hone the sword heart? Only through constant challenges!

The crisis at Fuwei Escort Agency was temporarily resolved, and Su Zhong felt a bit more relaxed. However, another thought was rising in his mind. He wanted to see what the pinnacle of martial arts looked like. He decided to challenge and fight constantly. This would not only enhance his reputation, making others dare not provoke the Lin family, but also improve his cultivation, fulfilling his desire to reach the pinnacle of martial arts!

"Linghuchong, are you a disciple of the Huashan Sect?" Su Zhong asked knowingly.

"My master is the Gentleman of the Sword. I wonder why you ask this, young brother? I must apologize for not knowing your name." Linghuchong replied politely, sensing that Su Zhong had some intention towards him. He became nervous, fearing that Su Zhong, a great expert, would target the Huashan Sect.

In his view, the entire Huashan Sect could only rely on his master's "Purple Mist True Qi" to contend with Su Zhong. His master's wife, though also at the innate realm, had no outstanding inner strength. If Su Zhong were to harm the Huashan Sect, no one could stop him.

"My name is Lin Yang. Linghuchong, don't be nervous. I just want to know where Feng Qingyang is." Su Zhong secretly admired Linghuchong's good fortune and keen senses but saw no need to hide his thoughts.

"Who is this Feng senior? We don't have such a person in Huashan." Linghuchong was taken aback.

"You don't know?" This time, it was Su Zhong's turn to be surprised. Then, thinking of the scandal of the sword and qi dispute, he felt relieved: "It's normal that you don't know. Your master wouldn't tell you these things. He is a senior of the Qing generation in the Huashan Sword Sect, with remarkable sword skills. Especially his 'Nine Swords of Dugu,' which are divine and awe-inspiring."

"Do you want to join Huashan?" Linghuchong's face was strange. Having such a powerful expert join Huashan should be a good thing, right?

"Why would you think that?" Su Zhong's face was expressionless.

"Aren't you longing for the 'Nine Swords of Dugu'?" Linghuchong was puzzled, not knowing what this young expert was thinking. If he admired the sword skills of a great-uncle he didn't know, wouldn't he want to learn from him?

"I want to duel with him." Su Zhong said casually.

"Ha ha!" Qufeiyan, who had recovered, laughed again. Seeing that Su Zhong still ignored her, the little girl pouted. She laughed and jumped around, but the main character paid no attention to her, making her feel like she was performing a solo act.

"What a brat, actually going to challenge Feng Qingyang. Afraid of being laughed at?" Qufeiyan deliberately provoked. Quyang didn't stop her; he wanted to see through this young man.

Linghuchong also felt uncomfortable. A young man challenging a senior of the Qing generation in Huashan? Even if the senior were a waste, his high status and the fact that he was still alive meant he must be skilled. This really felt like overestimating one's abilities.

But Su Zhong's face was serious, and his eyes sincere. Linghuchong couldn't label him as arrogant. After all, a corpse lay on the ground, and he had killed a top-notch expert like Tian Boguang in one move. That should qualify him to be arrogant, right?

Ignoring everyone's reactions, Su Zhong suddenly turned to look at the staircase.

Two young men with white headbands walked up, looking exhausted and wind-battered, clearly having traveled a long distance.

Just as they were about to shout, they suddenly stopped, mouths agape, frozen in place. Their throats moved, but no sound came out.

"Where is your master?" Su Zhong asked.

"This is Hengshan City, where the Five Mountains Sword Sects gather. You can't kill people here!" Luorenxiong's voice was sharp and weak.

Su Zhong frowned, "I have no interest in you. Where is your master?"

Luorenxiong wanted to say more, but Hourenying quickly pulled his sleeve, gesturing for him to look at the ground. Seeing Tian Boguang's bizarre death, he turned pale.

"Speak!" Su Zhong shouted loudly.

"Our master went to Lord Liu's residence." Hourenying immediately answered.

Su Zhong thought for a moment, "Do you think hiding in the gathering place of the Five Mountains Sword Sects will stop me from killing you? Hmph! Yu Canghai has a good plan."

Turning to the two trembling Qingcheng disciples, Su Zhong said expressionlessly, "Go! I have no interest in you."

The two men, feeling as if they had been granted a reprieve, ran down the stairs.

"Brother Lin, do you have a grudge with the Qingcheng Sect?" Linghuchong was very curious. To make the usually arrogant and domineering Qingcheng Four Heroes so afraid, this young man was not simple.

"It's nothing, just a bit of a grudge with Yu Canghai. Unfortunately, the short man ran too fast. I chased him from Fuzhou all the way here, and I didn't expect him to hide in Liu Zhengfeng's residence, acting like a turtle in its shell." Su Zhong said indifferently.

Sigh!

A sound of cold air being drawn in echoed.

Linghuchong felt his teeth itch. Chasing Yu Canghai from Fuzhou to Hengshan City, did he know how shocking that was? Yu Canghai was the leader of the Qingcheng Sect, and chasing a sect leader?!

"Brother, you have excellent skills." Linghuchong drank his wine tastelessly. He had been gifted since childhood, having unblocked nine of the twelve main meridians, making him a top-notch expert. But compared to this young innate expert, his achievements were nothing.

Sword skills? Could the sword skills of someone who could chase Yu Canghai be poor? Lightness skills? The Qingcheng Sect's lightness skills were famous in the martial world. Comparing himself, Linghuchong felt he was somewhat useless.

"I'm going to find Yu Canghai. Where are you going, Linghuchong?" Su Zhong stood up and asked.

"No need to worry about me, Brother Lin. I'm going to meet up with my fellow disciples. Brother Lin, please do as you please." Linghuchong immediately answered, indicating he didn't want to go with him. Being around Su Zhong made him feel suppressed.

Su Zhong didn't force him, "We'll meet again if fate allows."

Linghuchong stood up and bowed, treating Su Zhong as a friend.

But Su Zhong was thinking about Lin Pingzhi. He had already changed the fate of the Lin family. He wondered if Lin Pingzhi would still join the Huashan Sect. Su Zhong didn't care about the inertia of the world. Even if Lin Pingzhi joined the Huashan Sect, so what? The "Evil-Exorcising Sword Manual" had already been destroyed, and Yue Buqun couldn't get it. With him around, he wasn't afraid of Yue Buqun's schemes.

Walking to Qufeiyan's side, he looked at Quyang, "Is this your granddaughter?"

"My granddaughter is mischievous and has offended you. Please forgive her, young hero." Quyang bowed, his face full of the air of a martial world veteran.

Qufeiyan, seeing Su Zhong's cold face, trembled and hid behind Quyang, sticking out her tongue and making a face at Su Zhong.

"If you want her to live, send her to Luoyang's Green Bamboo Lane. Your affair with Liu Zhengfeng has been exposed. Soon, there will be a storm of blood and rain, and both families will be wiped out." Su Zhong's words were emotionless, but they were truly vicious. If a normal person heard this, they would surely be enraged.

Quyang's eyes narrowed, carefully examining Su Zhong, "What is your purpose, young brother?"

Seeing Su Zhong's straightforward and direct nature, Quyang decided to be frank, "The more chaos, the better. Only in chaos can I kill."

"Young brother, you have excellent skills. I thank you." Quyang, who had spent his life in the martial world, especially in the demonic sect, was adept at reading people's intentions. He quickly understood the situation.

"No need to thank me. We each get what we want." Su Zhong lifted his sword and turned to leave.

Quyang looked at Su Zhong's back, thinking to himself, "Indeed, a remarkable person."

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